Young Love, Summer Love, True Love

Your name is (NAME) and you are thirteen years old. The summer before you are due to start seventh grade, your family consisting of you, your mom, (HER NAME), your dad, (HIS NAME), and your nine-year-old little brother, (HIS NAME), spend a few weeks with your aunt, (AUNT'S NAME), and her family in Dalton, Massachusetts. You spend a lot of time with your sixteen-year-old male cousin, (HIS NAME), and fifteen-year-old female cousin (HER NAME), who introduce you to some of their friends. One of them is a cute, shy, and quiet fifteen-year-old boy named (BOY'S NAME).

For the next month and a half, you spend a lot of time with (BOY'S NAME). He makes you laugh, he listens to you when you talk, and he's way more mature than any of the other fifteen-year-old boys--or any other boy--you've ever known. When it's time for your family to head back home to Boston, you're not very happy about it. The day before your family leaves, you go to (BOY'S NAME)'s house to say goodbye. You and him talk for several long, heartfelt moments. Then, without thinking, you kiss him right on the lips--and run away! (BOY'S NAME) is left standing in the middle of his driveway, dumbfounded and blushing.

Ever since you returned home, all you could think about was (BOY'S NAME) and what he thought of you. He calls you almost weekly and the calls last over an hour, sometimes two. When the holidays roll around, you expect that you'll be seeing him again at Christmas, when you go visit your Aunt (HER NAME) again. But a week before Thanksgiving, your mom and your aunt get into a huge fight and they don't talk to each other...for three years.

Three years later, you are now sixteen and in high school. You haven't spoken to (BOY'S NAME) since the fight between your mom and your aunt, as you two gradually fell out of touch as the months went on and you started hanging out with your friends and met other boys. Your aunt and your cousins send you birthday cards and Christmas cards, but you haven't seen them in three years. Lately, you find yourself thinking about them a lot, especially (BOY'S NAME) and memories from the summer when you met.

Two weeks after school is let out for the summer break, you come home at around six-thirty in the evening from your new summer job. Your parents were both at work and your brother had just started sleep-away camp. Your mom had text you, saying that they'll be bringing home take-out after picking your brother up for the weekend. You change out of your work clothes, slump down on the couch, turn on the TV, and doze off.

You wake up to the obnoxious sound of the doorbell and a loud, urgent banging on the front door. Groggy, you stumble to the front door, muttering about impatient people. But when you open the door, you are looking into the faces of two police officers, both are looking serious and sad. They ask you if you are (YOUR FULL NAME) and you say yes. That's when it hits you: it's eight forty-five and your parents still aren't home. You ask the cops what is going on. They tell you your parents and brother had been side-swiped in a hit-and-run accident and their car was thrown off the road. All three of them died instantly. You scream and crash to the floor on your knees, crying hysterically.

Because you are still sixteen and legally still a minor, you can't stay in the house by yourself. A friend's mom comes to your rescue and lets you spend the night at her house rather than in a foster home. You call your Aunt (AUNT'S NAME) in Dalton and you tell her what happened. She starts crying pretty hard, but she says she will be in Boston tomorrow and try to work out your new living arrangements. About two hours after you get off the phone with your aunt, your cellphone rings again and it's a number you don't recognize right away. You answer it and a deep, familiar-sounding, sexy, masculine voice talks into your ear. It's (BOY'S NAME)! He got your number through your aunt. He wanted to know if you were OK when he heard about what happened to your family. You start crying again. You had no idea of how much you really missed him until that very moment. For the rest of the night, into the wee hours of the morning, you're on the phone with (BOY'S NAME).

Two months, after your parents' and brother's funerals and a whirlwind of family court hearings, you pack your bags, say goodbye to your home and friends in Boston, and move back to Dalton with your aunt. While your aunt, uncle, and cousins make you feel welcome and give you a huge new bedroom for you to decorate along with your own private bathroom, they treat you like a glass slipper, like you will break at any moment. Then again, you can't really blame them. The only person who treats you normally, like you've been living in Dalton your whole life, is, of course, (BOY'S NAME). You have rekindled your friendship with him and he helps you get around town and in your new high school, where you are a sophomore and he's a senior. Eventually, you become more outgoing, making your own friends, but the person you are almost always with is (BOY'S NAME). It's gotten to a point where people are mistakenly thinking you and him are boyfriend and girlfriend.

As the years go by, (BOY'S NAME) is one of the most constant people in your life. When he graduates, you talk to him three times a week and he makes it a point to come see you if he's home for the weekend or on break. After you graduate from high school, you are accepted into your dream college, University of Massachusetts Amherst--which also happens to be the school (BOY'S NAME), now a junior in college, is attending--and you are studying (MAJOR). You want to be a (CAREER).

Three years later, when you yourself are a twenty-one-year-old junior in college, you, along with your roommate/best friend, (HER NAME), spend two semesters and the first month of summer doing an internship in (BIG METROPOLITAN CITY IN ANOTHER STATE). When you return home, (BOY'S NAME) and your friend's boyfriend pick you and your friend up from the airport. During the ride back to your aunt's house in Dalton, (BOY'S NAME) is very quiet, yet kind of clinging to you and it's awkward. To your surprise, your aunt is throwing you and your best friend a welcome home party with all your friends. Caught up in the celebration, you lose track of (BOY'S NAME). Eventually, you find him alone in the patio, staring out into the darkness of the backyard as the sun slowly sets.

You ask him if anything is wrong. He hesitates for a moment, then looks you directly in the eyes and says that he missed you while you were gone. He says he hasn't missed anyone that much, not since he was fifteen, when you left after that summer so many years ago and never came back. He says that it wasn't until you were gone did he realize there was something he had wanted to do since he was fifteen. And he kisses you right on the lips! This time, no one runs away.

Two and a half years go by. You and several of your friends since high school and/or college--(BEST FRIEND'S NAME), (GIRLFRIEND #1'S NAME), (GIRLFRIEND #2'S NAME), (GIRLFRIEND #3'S NAME), and (GAYGUYFRIEND'S NAME)--are all living in a rented house in Springfield, Massachusetts. You are working as a (CAREER), in a steady relationship with (BOY'S NAME), and couldn't be happier. Just when you thought things couldn't get any better, on ChristmasEve, you are having a private evening with your boyfriend at his house in Amherst, Massachusetts and he proposes! You go crazy for the next seven months, planning a gorgeous summer wedding, which takes place in early July, on the anniversary of the day the two of you met at age thirteen and fifteen and when you first kissed.

A year and a half after your wedding, you and DH welcome your first child. It's a (GENDER)! He/she was born (SEPTEMBER/OCTOBER/NOVEMBER) (DAY BETWEEN 1-10). Your first born grows up to be an intelligent, responsible, levelheaded, and good-natured individual. In school, they have lots of friends and are involved in extra-curricular activities, such as school clubs and volunteering in the community of Amherst. He/she has (COLOR) hair and (COLOR) eyes. His/her name is (FULL NAME).

(EVEN NUMBER LESS THAN TEN) years after (CHILD #1) is born, you have your second child on the (NUMBER BETWEEN 20-31) in the month of (APRIL/MAY/JUNE). This child is a (GENDER)! He/she is very outgoing and loves to make people laugh. They are very creative and have a dazzling imagination. This child's favorite subjects are recess and lunch time, but he/she is an overall good student. He/she has (COLOR) hair and (COLOR). His/her name is (FULL NAME).

(ODD NUMBER LESS THAN TEN) years after (CHILD #2) is born, your family welcomes your third child, a (GENDER IS OPPOSITE OF CHILD #1)! He/she was born in the month of (JANUARY/FEBRUARY/MARCH) (NUMBER BETWEEN 10-20). This child is very shy but has a very sweet and caring disposition. He/she is very sensitive and eager to please everyone. They are also a good helper around the house as well as a daddy's girl/mama's boy. He/she has (BROWN OR BLACK) hair and (BROWN OR BLUE) eyes. His/her name is (FULL NAME).

(ANY NUMBER GREATER THAN FIVE) years after (CHILD #3) was born, you and DH thought you were done having children--until you discover you are pregnant with your fourth child! This child is a (GENDER OPPOSITE OF CHILD #2) and he/she was born on the (NUMBER BETWEEN 15-25) of (JULY/AUGUST/DECEMBER). He/she grows up to be a little bit of a troublemaker, but never with any intent of malice. They use all of their energy in sports, where they are very talented, and is adventurous with a bit of a wild streak. This child's name is (FULL NAME).

Your name is JillianElizabethBenson and you are thirteen years old. The summer before you are due to start seventh grade, your family consisting of you, your mom, AnnBenson, your dad, RobertBenson, and your nine-year-old little brother, AdamBenson, spend a few weeks with your aunt, Kathleen Marsten, and her family in Dalton, Massachusetts. You spend a lot of time with your sixteen-year-old male cousin, Logan Marsten, and fifteen-year-old female cousin Natalie Marsten, who introduce you to some of their friends. One of them is a cute, shy, and quiet fifteen-year-old boy named JeremyMalcolm Danvers.

For the next month and a half, you spend a lot of time with Jeremy. He makes you laugh, he listens to you when you talk, and he's way more mature than any of the other fifteen-year-old boys--or any other boy--you've ever known. When it's time for your family to head back home to Boston, you're not very happy about it. The day before your family leaves, you go to Jeremy's house to say goodbye. You and him talk for several long, heartfelt moments. Then, without thinking, you kiss him right on the lips--and run away! Jeremy is left standing in the middle of his driveway, dumbfounded and blushing.

Ever since you returned home, all you could think about was Jeremy and what he thought of you. He calls you almost weekly and the calls last over an hour, sometimes two. When the holidays roll around, you expect that you'll be seeing him again at Christmas, when you go visit your Aunt Kathy again. But a week before Thanksgiving, your mom and your aunt get into a huge fight and they don't talk to each other...for three years.

Three years later, you are now sixteen and in high school. You haven't spoken to Jeremy since the fight between your mom and your aunt, as you two gradually fell out of touch as the months went on and you started hanging out with your friends and met other boys. Your aunt and your cousins send you birthday cards and Christmas cards, but you haven't seen them in three years. Lately, you find yourself thinking about them a lot, especially Jeremy and memories from the summer when you met.

Two weeks after school is let out for the summer break, you come home at around six-thirty in the evening from your new summer job. Your parents were both at work and your brother had just started sleep-away camp. Your mom had text you, saying that they'll be bringing home take-out after picking your brother up for the weekend. You change out of your work clothes, slump down on the couch, turn on the TV, and doze off.

You wake up to the obnoxious sound of the doorbell and a loud, urgent banging on the front door. Groggy, you stumble to the front door, muttering about impatient people. But when you open the door, you are looking into the faces of two police officers, both are looking serious and sad. They ask you if you are JillianElizabethBenson and you say yes. That's when it hits you: it's eight forty-five and your parents still aren't home. You ask the cops what is going on. They tell you your parents and brother had been side-swiped in a hit-and-run accident and their car was thrown off the road. All three of them died instantly. You scream and crash to the floor on your knees, crying hysterically.

Because you are still sixteen and legally still a minor, you can't stay in the house by yourself. A friend's mom comes to your rescue and lets you spend the night at her house rather than in a foster home. You call your Aunt Kathy in Dalton and you tell her what happened. She starts crying pretty hard, but she says she will be in Boston tomorrow and try to work out your new living arrangements. About two hours after you get off the phone with your aunt, your cellphone rings again and it's a number you don't recognize right away. You answer it and a deep, familiar-sounding, sexy, masculine voice talks into your ear. It's Jeremy! He got your number through your aunt. He wanted to know if you were OK when he heard about what happened to your family. You start crying again. You had no idea of how much you really missed him until that very moment. For the rest of the night, into the wee hours of the morning, you're on the phone with Jeremy.

Two months, after your parents' and brother's funerals and a whirlwind of family court hearings, you pack your bags, say goodbye to your home and friends in Boston, and move back to Dalton with your aunt. While your aunt, uncle, and cousins make you feel welcome and give you a huge new bedroom for you to decorate along with your own private bathroom, they treat you like a glass slipper, like you will break at any moment. Then again, you can't really blame them. The only person who treats you normally, like you've been living in Dalton your whole life, is, of course, Jeremy. You have rekindled your friendship with him and he helps you get around town and in your new high school, where you are a sophomore and he's a senior. Eventually, you become more outgoing, making your own friends, but the person you are almost always with is Jeremy. It's gotten to a point where people are mistakenly thinking you and him are boyfriend and girlfriend.

As the years go by, (BOY'S NAME) is one of the most constant people in your life. When he graduates, you talk to him three times a week and he makes it a point to come see you if he's home for the weekend or on break. After you graduate from high school, you are accepted into your dream college, University of Massachusetts Amherst--which also happens to be the school (BOY'S NAME), now a junior in college, is attending--and you are studying (MAJOR). You want to be a (CAREER).

Three years later, when you yourself are a twenty-one-year-old junior in college, you, along with your roommate/best friend, DanielleDelgado, spend two semesters and the first month of summer doing an internship in Los Angels, California. When you return home, Jeremy and your friend's boyfriend pick you and your friend up from the airport. During the ride back to your aunt's house in Dalton, Jeremy is very quiet, yet kind of clinging to you and it's awkward. To your surprise, your aunt is throwing you and your best friend a welcome home party with all your friends. Caught up in the celebration, you lose track of Jeremy. Eventually, you find him alone in the patio, staring out into the darkness of the backyard as the sun slowly sets.

You ask him if anything is wrong. He hesitates for a moment, then looks you directly in the eyes and says that he missed you while you were gone. He says he hasn't missed anyone that much, not since he was fifteen, when you left after that summer so many years ago and never came back. He says that it wasn't until you were gone did he realize there was something he had wanted to do since he was fifteen. And he kisses you right on the lips! This time, no one runs away.

Two and a half years go by. You and several of your friends since high school and/or college--Danielle, CoralynAnderson, Megan Meyers, AdrianaWallace, and Eric Kepler--are all living in a rented house in Springfield, Massachusetts. You are working as an author, in a steady relationship with Jeremy, and couldn't be happier. Just when you thought things couldn't get any better, on ChristmasEve, you are having a private evening with your boyfriend at his house in Amherst, Massachusetts and he proposes! You go crazy for the next seven months, planning a gorgeous summer wedding, which takes place in early July, on the anniversary of the day the two of you met at age thirteen and fifteen and when you first kissed.

A year and a half after your wedding, you and DH welcome your first child. It's a boy! He was born SEPTEMBER 2nd. Your first born grows up to be an intelligent, responsible, levelheaded, and good-natured individual. In school, they have lots of friends and are involved in extra-curricular activities, such as school clubs and volunteering in the community of Amherst. He has black hair and brown eyes. His name is HoldenSeth Danvers.

2 years after Holden is born, you have your second child on the 21st in the month of JUNE. This child is a boy! He is very outgoing and loves to make people laugh. They are very creative and have a dazzling imagination. This child's favorite subjects are recess and lunch time, but he is an overall good student. He has brown hair and brown eyes. His name is QuintonGabriel Danvers.

3 years after Quinton is born, your family welcomes your third child, a girl! She was born in the month of FEBRUARY 12th. This child is very shy but has a very sweet and caring disposition. She is very sensitive and eager to please everyone. They are also a good helper around the house as well as a daddy's girl. She has brown hair and blue eyes. Her name is PhoebeRose Danvers.

SEVEN years after Phoebe was born, you and DH thought you were done having children--until you discover you are pregnant with your fourth child! This child is a girl and she was born on the 17th of DECEMBER. She grows up to be a little bit of a troublemaker, but never with any intent of malice. They use all of their energy in sports, where they are very talented, and is adventurous with a bit of a wild streak. She has red hair and green eyes. This child's name is KinsleyJune Danvers.

Your name is Mara and you are thirteen years old. The summer before you are due to start seventh grade, your family consisting of you, your mom, Teresa, your dad, Marcus, and your nine-year-old little brother, Kyler, spend a few weeks with your aunt, Lindy, and her family in Dalton, Massachusetts. You spend a lot of time with your sixteen-year-old male cousin, Jaren, and fifteen-year-old female cousin Alexa, who introduce you to some of their friends. One of them is a cute, shy, and quiet fifteen-year-old boy named Josiah.

For the next month and a half, you spend a lot of time with Josiah. He makes you laugh, he listens to you when you talk, and he's way more mature than any of the other fifteen-year-old boys--or any other boy--you've ever known. When it's time for your family to head back home to Boston, you're not very happy about it. The day before your family leaves, you go to Josiah's house to say goodbye. You and him talk for several long, heartfelt moments. Then, without thinking, you kiss him right on the lips--and run away! Josiah is left standing in the middle of his driveway, dumbfounded and blushing.

Ever since you returned home, all you could think about was Josiah and what he thought of you. He calls you almost weekly and the calls last over an hour, sometimes two. When the holidays roll around, you expect that you'll be seeing him again at Christmas, when you go visit your Aunt Lindy again. But a week before Thanksgiving, your mom and your aunt get into a huge fight and they don't talk to each other...for three years.

Three years later, you are now sixteen and in high school. You haven't spoken to Josiah since the fight between your mom and your aunt, as you two gradually fell out of touch as the months went on and you started hanging out with your friends and met other boys. Your aunt and your cousins send you birthday cards and Christmas cards, but you haven't seen them in three years. Lately, you find yourself thinking about them a lot, especially Josiah and memories from the summer when you met.

Two weeks after school is let out for the summer break, you come home at around six-thirty in the evening from your new summer job. Your parents were both at work and your brother had just started sleep-away camp. Your mom had text you, saying that they'll be bringing home take-out after picking your brother up for the weekend. You change out of your work clothes, slump down on the couch, turn on the TV, and doze off.

You wake up to the obnoxious sound of the doorbell and a loud, urgent banging on the front door. Groggy, you stumble to the front door, muttering about impatient people. But when you open the door, you are looking into the faces of two police officers, both are looking serious and sad. They ask you if you are Mara Kenlan and you say yes. That's when it hits you: it's eight forty-five and your parents still aren't home. You ask the cops what is going on. They tell you your parents and brother had been side-swiped in a hit-and-run accident and their car was thrown off the road. All three of them died instantly. You scream and crash to the floor on your knees, crying hysterically.

Because you are still sixteen and legally still a minor, you can't stay in the house by yourself. A friend's mom comes to your rescue and lets you spend the night at her house rather than in a foster home. You call your Aunt Lindy in Dalton and you tell her what happened. She starts crying pretty hard, but she says she will be in Boston tomorrow and try to work out your new living arrangements. About two hours after you get off the phone with your aunt, your cellphone rings again and it's a number you don't recognize right away. You answer it and a deep, familiar-sounding, sexy, masculine voice talks into your ear. It's Josiah! He got your number through your aunt. He wanted to know if you were OK when he heard about what happened to your family. You start crying again. You had no idea of how much you really missed him until that very moment. For the rest of the night, into the wee hours of the morning, you're on the phone with Josiah.

Two months, after your parents' and brother's funerals and a whirlwind of family court hearings, you pack your bags, say goodbye to your home and friends in Boston, and move back to Dalton with your aunt. While your aunt, uncle, and cousins make you feel welcome and give you a huge new bedroom for you to decorate along with your own private bathroom, they treat you like a glass slipper, like you will break at any moment. Then again, you can't really blame them. The only person who treats you normally, like you've been living in Dalton your whole life, is, of course, Josiah. You have rekindled your friendship with him and he helps you get around town and in your new high school, where you are a sophomore and he's a senior. Eventually, you become more outgoing, making your own friends, but the person you are almost always with is Josiah. It's gotten to a point where people are mistakenly thinking you and him are boyfriend and girlfriend.

As the years go by, Josiah is one of the most constant people in your life. When he graduates, you talk to him three times a week and he makes it a point to come see you if he's home for the weekend or on break. After you graduate from high school, you are accepted into your dream college, University of Massachusetts Amherst--which also happens to be the school Josiah, now a junior in college, is attending--and you are studying Photography. You want to be a Family Photographer.

Three years later, when you yourself are a twenty-one-year-old junior in college, you, along with your roommate/best friend, Ella, spend two semesters and the first month of summer doing an internship in New York City. When you return home, Josiah and your friend's boyfriend pick you and your friend up from the airport. During the ride back to your aunt's house in Dalton, Josiah is very quiet, yet kind of clinging to you and it's awkward. To your surprise, your aunt is throwing you and your best friend a welcome home party with all your friends. Caught up in the celebration, you lose track of Josiah. Eventually, you find him alone in the patio, staring out into the darkness of the backyard as the sun slowly sets.

You ask him if anything is wrong. He hesitates for a moment, then looks you directly in the eyes and says that he missed you while you were gone. He says he hasn't missed anyone that much, not since he was fifteen, when you left after that summer so many years ago and never came back. He says that it wasn't until you were gone did he realize there was something he had wanted to do since he was fifteen. And he kisses you right on the lips! This time, no one runs away.

Two and a half years go by. You and several of your friends since high school and/or college--Ella, Charlotte, Brynn, Kate, and Quinn--are all living in a rented house in Springfield, Massachusetts. You are working as a photographer, in a steady relationship with Josiah, and couldn't be happier. Just when you thought things couldn't get any better, on ChristmasEve, you are having a private evening with your boyfriend at his house in Amherst, Massachusetts and he proposes! You go crazy for the next seven months, planning a gorgeous summer wedding, which takes place in early July, on the anniversary of the day the two of you met at age thirteen and fifteen and when you first kissed.

A year and a half after your wedding, you and DH welcome your first child. It's a boy! He was born October 4th. Your first born grows up to be an intelligent, responsible, levelheaded, and good-natured individual. In school, they have lots of friends and are involved in extra-curricular activities, such as school clubs and volunteering in the community of Amherst. He has black hair and blue eyes. His name is KieranBlake.

2 years after Kieran is born, you have your second child on the 28th in the month of April. This child is a girl! She is very outgoing and loves to make people laugh. They are very creative and have a dazzling imagination. This child's favorite subjects are recess and lunch time, but she is an overall good student. She has brown hair and blue eyes. Her name is GenevieveClaire.

1 year after Genevieve is born, your family welcomes your third child, a girl! She was born in the month of February 16th. This child is very shy but has a very sweet and caring disposition. She is very sensitive and eager to please everyone. They are also a good helper around the house as well as a daddy's girl. She has black hair and brown eyes. Her name is LylaMaeve.

6 years after Lyla was born, you and DH thought you were done having children--until you discover you are pregnant with your fourth child! This child is a boy and he was born on the 22nd of August. He grows up to be a little bit of a troublemaker, but never with any intent of malice. They use all of their energy in sports, where they are very talented, and is adventurous with a bit of a wild streak. This child's name is MiloBrennan.

For the next month and a half, you spend a lot of time with Miles. He makes you laugh, he listens to you when you talk, and he's way more mature than any of the other fifteen-year-old boys--or any other boy--you've ever known. When it's time for your family to head back home to Boston, you're not very happy about it. The day before your family leaves, you go to Miles's house to say goodbye. You and him talk for several long, heartfelt moments. Then, without thinking, you kiss him right on the lips--and run away! Miles is left standing in the middle of his driveway, dumbfounded and blushing.

Ever since you returned home, all you could think about was Miles and what he thought of you. He calls you almost weekly and the calls last over an hour, sometimes two. When the holidays roll around, you expect that you'll be seeing him again at Christmas, when you go visit your Aunt Abby again. But a week before Thanksgiving, your mom and your aunt get into a huge fight and they don't talk to each other...for three years.

Three years later, you are now sixteen and in high school. You haven't spoken to Miles since the fight between your mom and your aunt, as you two gradually fell out of touch as the months went on and you started hanging out with your friends and met other boys. Your aunt and your cousins send you birthday cards and Christmas cards, but you haven't seen them in three years. Lately, you find yourself thinking about them a lot, especially Miles and memories from the summer when you met.

Two weeks after school is let out for the summer break, you come home at around six-thirty in the evening from your new summer job. Your parents were both at work and your brother had just started sleep-away camp. Your mom had text you, saying that they'll be bringing home take-out after picking your brother up for the weekend. You change out of your work clothes, slump down on the couch, turn on the TV, and doze off.

You wake up to the obnoxious sound of the doorbell and a loud, urgent banging on the front door. Groggy, you stumble to the front door, muttering about impatient people. But when you open the door, you are looking into the faces of two police officers, both are looking serious and sad. They ask you if you are GenevieveCharlotteRadcliffe and you say yes. That's when it hits you: it's eight forty-five and your parents still aren't home. You ask the cops what is going on. They tell you your parents and brother had been side-swiped in a hit-and-run accident and their car was thrown off the road. All three of them died instantly. You scream and crash to the floor on your knees, crying hysterically.

Because you are still sixteen and legally still a minor, you can't stay in the house by yourself. A friend's mom comes to your rescue and lets you spend the night at her house rather than in a foster home. You call your Aunt Abby in Dalton and you tell her what happened. She starts crying pretty hard, but she says she will be in Boston tomorrow and try to work out your new living arrangements. About two hours after you get off the phone with your aunt, your cellphone rings again and it's a number you don't recognize right away. You answer it and a deep, familiar-sounding, sexy, masculine voice talks into your ear. It's Miles! He got your number through your aunt. He wanted to know if you were OK when he heard about what happened to your family. You start crying again. You had no idea of how much you really missed him until that very moment. For the rest of the night, into the wee hours of the morning, you're on the phone with Miles.

Two months, after your parents' and brother's funerals and a whirlwind of family court hearings, you pack your bags, say goodbye to your home and friends in Boston, and move back to Dalton with your aunt. While your aunt, uncle, and cousins make you feel welcome and give you a huge new bedroom for you to decorate along with your own private bathroom, they treat you like a glass slipper, like you will break at any moment. Then again, you can't really blame them. The only person who treats you normally, like you've been living in Dalton your whole life, is, of course, Miles. You have rekindled your friendship with him and he helps you get around town and in your new high school, where you are a sophomore and he's a senior. Eventually, you become more outgoing, making your own friends, but the person you are almost always with is Miles. It's gotten to a point where people are mistakenly thinking you and him are boyfriend and girlfriend.

As the years go by, Miles is one of the most constant people in your life. When he graduates, you talk to him three times a week and he makes it a point to come see you if he's home for the weekend or on break. After you graduate from high school, you are accepted into your dream college, University of Massachusetts Amherst--which also happens to be the school Miles, now a junior in college, is attending--and you are studying anthropology. You want to be an archaeologist.

Three years later, when you yourself are a twenty-one-year-old junior in college, you, along with your roommate/best friend, HannahElizabeth Sykes, spend two semesters and the first month of summer doing an internship in Chicago. When you return home, Miles and your friend's boyfriend pick you and your friend up from the airport. During the ride back to your aunt's house in Dalton, Miles is very quiet, yet kind of clinging to you and it's awkward. To your surprise, your aunt is throwing you and your best friend a welcome home party with all your friends. Caught up in the celebration, you lose track of Miles. Eventually, you find him alone in the patio, staring out into the darkness of the backyard as the sun slowly sets.

You ask him if anything is wrong. He hesitates for a moment, then looks you directly in the eyes and says that he missed you while you were gone. He says he hasn't missed anyone that much, not since he was fifteen, when you left after that summer so many years ago and never came back. He says that it wasn't until you were gone did he realize there was something he had wanted to do since he was fifteen. And he kisses you right on the lips! This time, no one runs away.

Two and a half years go by. You and several of your friends since college-- Hannah, DaniellaJane *Dani* MacInness, Lydia-RoseMelissa Masters, SusannahLily *Sunny* Peterson, and BryceAndrewLeary--are all living in a rented house in Springfield, Massachusetts. You are working as an archaeologist, in a steady relationship with Miles, and couldn't be happier. Just when you thought things couldn't get any better, on ChristmasEve, you are having a private evening with your boyfriend at his house in Amherst, Massachusetts and he proposes! You go crazy for the next seven months, planning a gorgeous summer wedding, which takes place in early July, on the anniversary of the day the two of you met at age thirteen and fifteen and when you first kissed.

A year and a half after your wedding, you and DH welcome your first child. It's a boy! He was born OCTOBER 10. Your first born grows up to be an intelligent, responsible, levelheaded, and good-natured individual. In school, they have lots of friends and are involved in extra-curricular activities, such as school clubs and volunteering in the community of Amherst. He has blonde hair and grey eyes. His name is JonahDouglasGreene.

4 years after Jonah is born, you have your second child on the 21 in the month of June. This child is a boy! He is very outgoing and loves to make people laugh. They are very creative and have a dazzling imagination. This child's favorite subjects are recess and lunch time, but he is an overall good student. He has blonde hair and blue eyes. His name is CrispinThaddeusGreene.

3 years after Crispin is born, your family welcomes your third child, a girl! She was born in the month of FEBRUARY 13. This child is very shy but has a very sweet and caring disposition. She is very sensitive and eager to please everyone. They are also a good helper around the house as well as a daddy's girl. She has brown hair and blue eyes. Her name is SylviaMadeline *Sylvie* Greene.

7 years after Sylvie was born, you and DH thought you were done having children--until you discover you are pregnant with your fourth child! This child is a girl and she was born on the 19 of AUGUST. She grows up to be a little bit of a troublemaker, but never with any intent of malice. They use all of their energy in sports, where they are very talented, and is adventurous with a bit of a wild streak. This child's name is CeliaCharlotte *CC* Greene.

Your name is ElenaAntoinetteYork and you are thirteen years old. The summer before you are due to start seventh grade, your family consisting of you, your mom, Evelyn, your dad, Marcus, and your nine-year-old little brother, William, spend a few weeks with your aunt, Hazel, and her family in Dalton, Massachusetts. You spend a lot of time with your sixteen-year-old male cousin, Augustus, and fifteen-year-old female cousin Anna, who introduce you to some of their friends. One of them is a cute, shy, and quiet fifteen-year-old boy named NicolasJules Écrivain.

For the next month and a half, you spend a lot of time with Nicolas. He makes you laugh, he listens to you when you talk, and he's way more mature than any of the other fifteen-year-old boys--or any other boy--you've ever known. When it's time for your family to head back home to Boston, you're not very happy about it. The day before your family leaves, you go to Nicolas’s house to say goodbye. You and him talk for several long, heartfelt moments. Then, without thinking, you kiss him right on the lips--and run away! Nicolas is left standing in the middle of his driveway, dumbfounded and blushing.

Ever since you returned home, all you could think about was Nicolas and what he thought of you. He calls you almost weekly and the calls last over an hour, sometimes two. When the holidays roll around, you expect that you'll be seeing him again at Christmas, when you go visit your Aunt Hazel again. But a week before Thanksgiving, your mom and your aunt get into a huge fight and they don't talk to each other...for three years.

Three years later, you are now sixteen and in high school. You haven't spoken to Nicolas since the fight between your mom and your aunt, as you two gradually fell out of touch as the months went on and you started hanging out with your friends and met other boys. Your aunt and your cousins send you birthday cards and Christmas cards, but you haven't seen them in three years. Lately, you find yourself thinking about them a lot, especially Nicolas and memories from the summer when you met.

Two weeks after school is let out for the summer break, you come home at around six-thirty in the evening from your new summer job. Your parents were both at work and your brother had just started sleep-away camp. Your mom had text you, saying that they'll be bringing home take-out after picking your brother up for the weekend. You change out of your work clothes, slump down on the couch, turn on the TV, and doze off.

You wake up to the obnoxious sound of the doorbell and a loud, urgent banging on the front door. Groggy, you stumble to the front door, muttering about impatient people. But when you open the door, you are looking into the faces of two police officers, both are looking serious and sad. They ask you if you are ElenaAntoinetteYork and you say yes. That's when it hits you: it's eight forty-five and your parents still aren't home. You ask the cops what is going on. They tell you your parents and brother had been side-swiped in a hit-and-run accident and their car was thrown off the road. All three of them died instantly. You scream and crash to the floor on your knees, crying hysterically.

Because you are still sixteen and legally still a minor, you can't stay in the house by yourself. A friend's mom comes to your rescue and lets you spend the night at her house rather than in a foster home. You call your Aunt Hazel in Dalton and you tell her what happened. She starts crying pretty hard, but she says she will be in Boston tomorrow and try to work out your new living arrangements. About two hours after you get off the phone with your aunt, your cellphone rings again and it's a number you don't recognize right away. You answer it and a deep, familiar-sounding, sexy, masculine voice talks into your ear. It's Nicolas! He got your number through your aunt. He wanted to know if you were OK when he heard about what happened to your family. You start crying again. You had no idea of how much you really missed him until that very moment. For the rest of the night, into the wee hours of the morning, you're on the phone with Nicolas.

Two months, after your parents' and brother's funerals and a whirlwind of family court hearings, you pack your bags, say goodbye to your home and friends in Boston, and move back to Dalton with your aunt. While your aunt, uncle, and cousins make you feel welcome and give you a huge new bedroom for you to decorate along with your own private bathroom, they treat you like a glass slipper, like you will break at any moment. Then again, you can't really blame them. The only person who treats you normally, like you've been living in Dalton your whole life, is, of course, Nicolas. You have rekindled your friendship with him and he helps you get around town and in your new high school, where you are a sophomore and he's a senior. Eventually, you become more outgoing, making your own friends, but the person you are almost always with is Nicolas. It's gotten to a point where people are mistakenly thinking you and him are boyfriend and girlfriend.

As the years go by, Nicolas is one of the most constant people in your life. When he graduates, you talk to him three times a week and he makes it a point to come see you if he's home for the weekend or on break. After you graduate from high school, you are accepted into your dream college, University of Massachusetts Amherst--which also happens to be the school Nicolas, now a junior in college, is attending--and you are studying English. You want to be a novelist.

Three years later, when you yourself are a twenty-one-year-old junior in college, you, along with your roommate/best friend, Cassandra, spend two semesters and the first month of summer doing an internship in San Francisco. When you return home, Nicolas and your friend's boyfriend pick you and your friend up from the airport. During the ride back to your aunt's house in Dalton, Nicolas is very quiet, yet kind of clinging to you and it's awkward. To your surprise, your aunt is throwing you and your best friend a welcome home party with all your friends. Caught up in the celebration, you lose track of Nicolas. Eventually, you find him alone in the patio, staring out into the darkness of the backyard as the sun slowly sets.

You ask him if anything is wrong. He hesitates for a moment, then looks you directly in the eyes and says that he missed you while you were gone. He says he hasn't missed anyone that much, not since he was fifteen, when you left after that summer so many years ago and never came back. He says that it wasn't until you were gone did he realize there was something he had wanted to do since he was fifteen. And he kisses you right on the lips! This time, no one runs away.

Two and a half years go by. You and several of your friends since high school and/or college--CassandraJohnson, TamaraMcLeod, RebeccaClark, AnyaButler, and AntonyTaylor--are all living in a rented house in Springfield, Massachusetts. You are working as a Journalist, in a steady relationship with Nicolas, and couldn't be happier. Just when you thought things couldn't get any better, on ChristmasEve, you are having a private evening with your boyfriend at his house in Amherst, Massachusetts and he proposes! You go crazy for the next seven months, planning a gorgeous summer wedding, which takes place in early July, on the anniversary of the day the two of you met at age thirteen and fifteen and when you first kissed.

A year and a half after your wedding, you and DH welcome your first child. It's a girl! She was born SEPTEMBER 10. Your first born grows up to be an intelligent, responsible, levelheaded, and good-natured individual. In school, they have lots of friends and are involved in extra-curricular activities, such as school clubs and volunteering in the community of Amherst. He/she has brown hair and brown eyes. Her name is EvelynPearl Écrivain.

Three years after Evie is born, you have your second child on the 24 in the month of MAY. This child is a girl! she is very outgoing and loves to make people laugh. They are very creative and have a dazzling imagination. This child's favorite subjects are recess and lunch time, but she is an overall good student. She has black hair and green eyes. Her name is AliceBryony Écrivain.

Two years after Alice is born, your family welcomes your third child, a boy! He was born in the month of JANUARY 14. This child is very shy but has a very sweet and caring disposition. He/she is very sensitive and eager to please everyone. They are also a good helper around the house as well as a mama's boy. He has black hair and blue eyes. His name is HenryThomas Écrivain.

Six years after Henry was born, you and Nicolas thought you were done having children--until you discover you are pregnant with your fourth child! This child is a boy and he was born on the 20 of AUGUST. He grows up to be a little bit of a troublemaker, but never with any intent of malice. They use all of their energy in sports, where they are very talented, and is adventurous with a bit of a wild streak. This child's name is RhysKellan Écrivain.